When you were going for the edgy look

I pierced my lip while I was sitting in my 8th grade math class with a safety pin I found outside. I didn't change it to a stud until 6/7 months later. So in essence I wore a rusty safety pin in my lip to look edgy.

I think the most cringey part was the fact that my Mom was 100% supportive of it. She took me to Hot Topic to buy all of my clothes, and even came up with fun ideas to make me look scarier to the "conformist zombie sheep" that I desperately tried to offend with my awkward appearance.

I sometimes wonder how many Goth kids came from supportive, privileged, upper middle class homes and had conversations like I had with my Mom.

When hip hop helps your english

Back in 9th Grade, I had Eminem fever, where I dressed up like a white slim shady and rapped his songs, It would be normal, Except I was in India, No one knew who Eminem was and what the songs meant, My mom was angry and I called it a phase, few others supported me because they though I had great English skills for rapping "Without Me". Everyone called me Hip-Hopper, which got annoying before High School.

When everything was groovy

I was extremely 70's-ish, minus the weed. High school, nickname being Hippie. I'm talking bell bottoms, a headband every day, braids, flowy shirts in garish colors, the whole 9. My mother hated it so much that she begged me to stop, so I gave my headband to her one year for Christmas with the promise to not wear it again. But I made another one. It was an awkward time.

When you were from another planet

For maybe a few months I decided I was an alien. My parents just hadn't told me, and we were really from Saturn. I told a couple of kids at school and wore this cool windbreaker jacket my grandma got me even though it was hot out saying that it was designed to regulate my temperature.

When you were the most rude

I'm 17 and its Thanksgiving Day. I'm wearing my Megadeath Tee shirt, I have an angry scowl on my face and not talking to anyone. We go around the table and say to each other what we are thankful for, I say "I'm thankful that I won't have to see you all for another year".

I did this in front of about 20 family members and a couple guests. The younger cousins thought i was a world star, but I look back on it as a 42 year old and I want to punch my younger self.

When anime is life

I was a big anime fan (still am, I just hide it better now) and used to walk around with my Naruto plushy as a 16 year old. I hate that I used to do that, and I still cringe today. My boyfriend once told me that if we knew each other in high school we definitely would not have gotten along because he used to think people like that were weird and I thought everyone should watch anime and were lame for not understanding me.

When you were everything

When your mum was right

Me and my mum having a huge fight because she wouldn't let me go out in jeans that were honestly about 3 sizes too small.. Then I ran away with my boyfriend (who was 4 years older than me) and we hid under a bridge.. all because my mum didn't want me to look like s*** . Sorry mum

When you created a vampire army

Vampire- wore plastic fangs all the time and white face paint all black, corsets and victorian style gowns and crinoline.sometimes fake blood. I rounded up awkward friendless kids and had them dress Like me and made a 'vampyre clan' complete with a book where we all chose our 'vampyre' names and backstories. We also became pretend * wiccans* which was hanging out in the mall parkade pouring candle wax On cut off hair. Thought it was serious stuff.

Prison is a horrifying place. It is brimming with society's worse. And the people who work and patrol those prisons are living in fear on the daily. Now not everyone is pure evil but plenty are, and those who keep us safe from these people lay their loves down, probably with not enough pay. Imagine spending day in and day out with murderers and lunatics? No thanks.

We all know Murphy's Law is real. And never, NEVER say... "So what next?" That is just calling on the spirits of evil to mess with you. Life is a struggle and sadly some moments are met with sorrow then met with hardship and then misery. It's a wonder we all get out alive..... Oh. Wait.

Warning: This is adult subject matter.Escorting is an arduous job. And it is a job. Maybe not one we'd all love to do but it's work none the less, especially when you have to mess with someone you may not find the most "aesthetically appealing." The workers in the trade have an endless well of stories to tell us. And you know we're dying to hear. Our questions on this topic are bottomless.

Generosity is a great test of who a person is. Generous people give without any expectation of receiving in return. Often, generosity accompanies anonymity. You've probably been inspired to give anonymously before, but let us try to re-inspire you.